TimesThere was much wavering.Teetering between a more simple life of hard work and few creature comforts and that of a fast-paced world of blinking, beeping desires. A foot in the past, a foot in the future.He’d go for hours without Tweets, email, cellular conversations, then gorge himself in a construct world with zero human contact.As much as his mind craved the stimuli, his heart missed an innocent touch, a casual handshake.He regressed more and more inward as heart and mind tussled. Until whole years passed from eccentric to recluse to forgotten corpse.No one thought to check.

Thom Gabrukiewicz is both a communicator and a writer of flash fiction. Most of what he writes is kind of dark, with occasional forays into the light.
He’s a winner of some awards and has covered two Winter Olympics. He’s also written a guidebook about hiking with dogs.
He’s fiercely loyal and has a malevolent side that seems to visit less and less. He’s both a hopeless romantic and a realist.
He's currently working on community wellness issues in Wyoming.